The moment Cindy stepped into the parking lot, the explosion erupted.
Her consciousness blurred and slipped away. Somewhere in the fog of semi-awareness, she was dragged forcibly onto a helicopter.
When she finally opened her eyes again, she was trapped inside a sealed chamber. Her hands were bound tightly behind her back, rough rope cutting deep into her skin.
"Miss Shaw's awake. Did you sleep well?"
The man before her wore a polished, courteous smile, but his eyes gleamed cold and venomous—like a snake lying in wait.
It was Hayden Hale. Jasper's oldest friend. His fiercest rival in the department. Dismissed three years ago for a catastrophic professional failure.
"Hayden. What do you want?"
Hayden paced unhurriedly before her, his gaze leisurely and calculating.
"I never imagined
